Hello, my dear,
The end is near!
Tremble in fear!
I speak for trees.
Come feast your eyes
On smoky skies
And endless cries
And rising seas.
We let them drill,
We let them kill
The urchins, krill,
Anemones…
They’ll let you bleed
To fuel their greed
They need to feed
Their companies.
So don’t give in
And let them win!
So go vegan
And save the bees!
(If they’re not keen,
The guillotine
Is quick and clean)
Thank you and please.